Arthur was tossing and turning in bed a few hours later while the dream started to wavy.

Several months earlier

It was five years later since Dave got Alzheimer's. He have been living in Elwood City to be near family. There have been a lot of changes since then. D.W. and Kate are making out fine, but Arthur has been struggling adjusting to it, worrying about losing his grandfather. He attends junior high school now while his sisters attend Lakewood Elementary School.

One night, at the dinner table, Jane said, "I have to tell you guys something."

Arthur had a gut feeling about this.

"As you all know, your grandfather's health is failing," said Jane.

"Yes," said Arthur.

"What does that mean?" asked D.W.

"It means he might not last, so I'll be taking time off from work to care for him," said Jane.

"What are you telling us? Is he running out of time?" asked Arthur.

"Yes, unfortunately, probably have several months to live," said Jane. "Therefore, David, can you help handling the kids for the time being because I'm not going to be around much?"

"No problem," said David.

Arthur- who does not like to think about that- said, "May I leave the table?"

"Sure," said Jane.

Arthur gets up and leaves for his room.

"What's wrong with Arthur?" asked D.W. "I thought the album helped him."

"I thought so, but I don't think it's helping him too much," said David.

"I've noticed that, too," said Jane.

"But I find he can be snappy when I'm trying to help him," said D.W.

"I understand, honey, but he has trouble adjusting it since your grandfather is sick," said Jane. "I'm just worried about him since he's getting depressed over all again."

"You can always help by being there for him," said David.

After dinner, while cleaning the kitchen, David said, "I was going to see if Arthur can help around the house."

"You could try, but I don't want to count on him," said Jane. "I'm going to go see if he's okay."

Arthur was in his room sitting on his bed with Pal nearby and holding onto Stanley. He tries to be strong. Jane knocks on the door.

"Arthur," said Jane as she comes in. "I want to see how you were doing."

"I can't believe I'll be losing Grandpa," said Arthur trying to hold back tears.

"I know things haven't been easy," said Jane.

"I know they're already changing because you won't be around much. Why can't he just move in with us?" asked Arthur.

"Well, our house is too small for him to live with us. It was better than putting him in an assisted living. Your Aunt Lucy takes care of him, but she asked for help when she's at work. She doesn't have time to help out," said Jane. "How about you can come with me anytime on weekends if you want to see him?"

"I wish I could do the same during the week," said Arthur.

"I think we can make that work," said Jane.

"It's just tough to stay strong," said Arthur.

"I know, honey," said Jane.

"Why did D.W. says I'm snappy? I just heard her say that on my way up here," said Arthur.

"I know she means well to help out, but she didn't understand you're having trouble to adjust it," said Jane.

"It makes me feel bad," said Arthur.

"No, that's normal," said Jane. "Come here."

Arthur hugged his mother while sobbing.

The next day, David went to his son and said, "Arthur, I will need your help while your Mom cares for your grandfather."

"I guess, but I'll be seeing him with Mom. I spoke to her about it," said Arthur.

"He requested this for a reason: he wants to keep himself busy," said Jane.

"Okay," said David.

"Yes, so he's going to meet me at my sister's house after school," said Jane.

"I might try to do my homework there," said Arthur.

At school, Arthur had trouble focusing on classwork, which started happening recently. He felt one of his teachers do not understand what he is going through: another words; strict about getting about anything done or it will be for homework or can be kept after school for horsing around. The rest aren't like that. He was lucky that Mr. Ratburn was the only who helped him when he was in third grade and still does if he needs a teacher to rely on. He knew his teacher cared about him.

At lunch, he'd spend time alone because his friends- including his best friend, Buster- aren't being supportive. The only person who does care is Francine, who have been friends with him since preschool. She sees that and tells them to help him out.

"We're just giving him space," said Brain.

"Why? He needs friends to rely on," said Francine.

"D.W. is right. He is snappy when we're trying to help him," said Muffy.

Arthur couldn't believe what Muffy is saying and leaves the lunch room. When Francine saw him leave, she says, "I hope you're happy. Arthur just heard you. You guys need to understand that he's depressed and he's losing his grandfather. I don't care what D.W. says. At least she's there to support her older brother."

After school, he was at his locker when Francine comes to him. He doesn't have any of them in his classes, but they see each other during lunch.

"How Muffy be so rude?" asked Arthur.

"Ignore her," said Francine.

"Mom's going to be a caregiver for awhile and I'm going to be with her while Aunt Lucy is at work," said Arthur. "I heard D.W. saying that and I wondered where she got that from."

"Of course," said Francine.

"My own friends act like I'm invisible," said Arthur. "It feels like no one cares."

"I do," said Francine. "I don't find you snappy, you were counting on them to be supportive."

"Exactly," said Arthur. "Mom says it's normal to feel that way while I'm feeling depressed."

"I know how you feel," said Francine.

Arthur knew what she was talking about. "Did you feel that when your bubba died?"

"Yes," said Francine.

"I'm just worried he's running out of time like Mom said," said Arthur.